Most evenings after we all get home, Claire has been running through the backyard and handpicking flowers for me. She takes this task very seriously and fully expects me to place them in a vase with water - which I do of course. The next day, the 'flowers' are brown and shriveled, so she treks out to the backyard again - a virtual 'flower' garden if you will. And I love every bouqet she picks for me.
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